Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 16 Love (4)

Mo Yanxiao's home is indeed nearby, in a small courtyard away from the urban area, it looks like it has been around for many years.

Xiao Yi was a little surprised: "You live here?"

"Yeah, what?"

"It's too old, it doesn't fit your identity!"

"I'm just a small editor, what kind of identity is there?"

"You used to be the number one scholar, now you are the emperor's tutor, and you will definitely be an extremely human minister in the future. Why are you belittle yourself like this?"

Mo Yanxiao's hand that was about to knock on the door paused slightly: "It's better not to talk about the future."

Xiao Yi curled her lips disapprovingly, but obediently did not continue this topic: "Why don't I ask Daddy to find you a house in the city, close to the Xiao Mansion..." After a pause, she added: "I mean Yes, it's not far from the palace, so it's convenient for you to come and go every day."

"Good intentions, but I've lived here for many years, I'm used to it, and I don't feel any inconvenience." Mo Yanxiao declined lightly, knocked on the door lightly, then turned around, and bowed to her with a half-smile : "The poor room in the cold house, I wonder if Miss Xiao is willing to condescend and act?"

Xiao Yi was stunned, and hurriedly went up to grab his sleeve and hurriedly explained: "Little master, I don't mean to use money... Then what about you, I just want to get close to the water first..."

Just at this moment, the wooden door opened from the inside, and a burst of noise drowned out half of her subsequent words.

Mo Yanxiao didn't hear clearly, so he asked, "What month?"

Xiao Yi looked at the person in front of her eyes and opened her mouth: "I mean, the moon is so round today..."

Looking at the big sun hanging in the sky, Mo Yanxiao was silent, and immediately ignored her incoherent words, and only smiled loudly at the woman who opened the door: "We were fishing in the river ahead, but the fish I didn’t catch a few, but I caught two, you can figure it out!”

"Come in soon, I'm going to boil water and cook ginger soup for you, but don't get caught in the cold." The woman smiled and annoyed, sideways to give way, and at the same time nodded to Xiao Yi, who was a little dazed, with a gentle and neither humble nor overbearing attitude: " Miss Xiao, I often hear Brother Mo mentioning you, it really seems like seeing is better than hearing a hundred times."

"How do you know who I am?"

The woman lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes paused on Xiao Yi's hands that were still holding Mo Yanxiao's sleeves, and she teased a little: "The only one who can be so close to Brother Mo is his only female student. Who?"

Xiao Yi didn't know what evil she had fallen into, but when she was told this, she blushed and let go like a shy lady.

Mo Yanxiao smiled at her as usual and said, "This is Qin Mei."

Four words, very short, but the simplicity that can only be found among family members.

One is named Mo and the other is named Qin.

Mo Yanxiao also said before that all his relatives are gone.

Xiao Yi changed her mind, and asked the woman, "Is it Rose Hongmei?"

"No, the plum of the plum blossom."

Qin Mei didn't look much older than Xiao Yi.But girls in this age group are almost the same every year, and two or three years are enough to turn a young girl into a young girl with a beginning to charm.

Sixteen or seventeen years old is the best time in a woman's life.

What's more, Qin Mei is still very beautiful.

Although the dress is very simple, but the eyebrows, eyes and facial features are extremely prominent, and the lack of makeup shows her inner unique temperament.That kind of temperament is probably the so-called 'poetry and book spirit in the stomach'.

Xiao Yi is no stranger to this, her father and brother have it, and her little master has it too. The sad thing is, she probably won't have it in her lifetime...

Why is it the plum of the plum blossom?Why not bad luck or black coal?Even if there is no play, it's fine...

Xiao Yi didn't know why she was so obsessed with this word, the more she couldn't figure it out, the more depressed she became, so depressed, she followed Qin Mei to her bedroom.

The room was clean and tidy, and there was a book on the bedside cabinet.

Xiao Yi flipped through it, and it contained Mo Yanxiao's recent poems, which she could almost memorize.However, a few places have been modified, and the handwriting is beautiful.

"This... who changed it?"

Qin Mei took clothes for Xiao Yi from the closet, and responded casually: "I am free to annotate for fun, it is not considered a change, it is just my own opinion. Miss Xiao also knows, Wen Wudi One!"

Xiao Yi became even more depressed.

Although this kind of modification cannot be said to be better than the original text, at least it is not bad. It shows that Qin Mei and Mo Yanxiao's literary attainments are very similar, which is really amazing.

The most important thing is that this is a booklet copied by Mo Yanxiao himself. It is something that many Huaichun girls in the capital can't even dream of. They just write and draw on it casually like this, and they don't know how to cherish it at all.However, it seemed to show from another aspect that, to Qin Mei, this was not a rare item at all.

Speaking of it, life is tolerable, familiarity is unbearable, my aunt can bear it, and my uncle can't bear it, it's useless for her, Xiao Yi, to have spent so long with the little master, and she didn't even get a copy of his autographed poems, what's so embarrassing, how embarrassing...

(End of this chapter)